A/N:
Disclamer: I thought I should put another of these up, just in case you people forgot the obvious.
(Someone comes in and hands me a piece of offical looking paper)
Me: Oh, just in, I DO OWN ARTEMIS FOWL! Mwahahaha! Artemis: WHAT! Me: My dear Artemis, I do believe you just lost your composure. Artemis: This is something to lose your composer about. Me: Yeah, talkin fast aren't you. Artemis: despite how your droll little phrases, and your imbicilic actions amuse me, I am afraid that I must part ways with you. Me: now that's the Artemis we know and love. And you're right, I shouldn't own you, slavery is wrong. OH well, you are free to go. Cat: I bet you never heard of that happening! She doesn't own Artemis and Co. but does own everything else. ************************************************************************
We had gotten home late last night; Artemis had found a computer store. At ten (hey, I die at eight, remmember) I climbed into bed and died. Sleep over coming me like a wave of darkness. Before I had managed to fly away to the land of Nod, I made a promise to myself. I was going to try and fix the damage that my double had caused. But it couldn't end there, I had to fix my double. I didn't know how I would manage it, but I decided to start with my, her family first.
My departure from the land of Nod was a gentle and pleasant one. I floated over the Hushabye Mountain, sailed through Lullabye Bay, and drifted through the borders of sleep into a Saturday morning.
I awoke to the sound of birds chirping and the trees swaying. It was almost like I was home, I began to remmember our forest. It had been soft and carpetted in moss and pine needles. Every step you took would raise a sent that sent your spirit sailing. I would walk bare foot, letting in the forest through all of my senses. The trees would rustle their welcome, the brook gurgle its joy. I could go in there to find peace, looking around at the green and browns. As I became more acustumed to the woods, I could soften my footstep to where the braver squirls and birds wouldn't hide till I was within ten feet.
I felt a pang near my heart, the memories were a little too much. Without realizing it I immediately tried to forget that it was bothering me. 'I had just been upset by a weird reaction to something I ate.'
I hurredly got dressed in some of the colored clothes that I had bought. "Artemis!" I yelled up the stairs merrily, pausing for a response.
"Mmmff," was his elegant retort.
"It's seven and you need to get up," I told him as I climbed the stairs and came to stand by his bed.
"I have every right to sleep in till ten, if I want to," he told me, managing to somehow look impossing with rumppled hair and jammies.
"Please, I'm going to clean and deal with sisters, you gotta help me," I pleaded, my tone pitifull.
"That's your worst posssible puppy dog face yet," Artemis said with a dashing grin. He threw me off, yet again, who was this guy who could be dashing? To tell the truth, I would have started crushing if he hadn't been considered my brother. Then the thought was just gross, ah, lost opportunities.
"Oh come on Artemis, what'll it hurt? You'll just get a little more out of life," I told him, sitting on the edge of his bed, much the way I had when we first met.
He arched and eybrow to show his amusment, though the smirk he was using would have gotten the point across just fine.
"You know, you're the most cat-like person I've every met," I told him as I left his room, allowing him privacy to change.
I quietly padded down to the kitchen to start cleaning. Luckily my family had kept it tidy and I had it cleaned in twenty minutes. Artemis came down soon after that, and wordlessly drank the Earl Grey that I gave him.
"How can you drink that?" I asked him incredulously.
He just gave me an amused smile before returning to his tea.
"Fine, keep your secrets," I threw to him as I started to clean the living room. In two hours I had cleaned the entire house, it was a world record. I decided that it was time to start healing this place.
"Artemis, do you think bacon and eggs would give the day a nice start?" I asked him while I searched for a pan.
He didn't reply, just continued to scribble in a note-book.
I walked over and peered over his shoulder, "Oh! You're doing the squigglies again," I said in childish delight. Artemis replied with his usual amused silence, he wasn't much for conversation.
After I had most of the bacon done, my sisters drifted down. They paused by the stove and gave it a longing glance, but hurriedly looked away when I caught them at it. "I'm almost done, so don't eat all the bacon, but go ahead and grabb some," I told them as I gestured with a fork.
They were honestly shocked; I began to dislike my double even more. They fell on it eagerly; I cook my bacon in the fat, of course it was good. Soon Mama came down and began to munch contentedly; I hid my smile by searching for a pan for eggs.
"Abby, Mama, you want eggs?" I asked, Hannah looked a little put off so I added, "And you too, of course, Hannah."
"Yes!" they all told me at once, there was no room left for doubt. After breakfast was finished, Abby and Hannah graciously did the dishes.
Mama was shocked and relieved to see the house clean, unfortunatley she immediately took out some papers and began to work. This was going to be difficult.
"Abby, Hannah, did you finish all of your home work?" I asked them offhandedly.
"We did all the stuff that we understood," Abby replied, Hannah nodding her agreement.
"Well, maybe I could help?" I inquired, earning a surprised nod from Hannah. They grabbed their books and sat themselves down; I immediately helped them with what I could. The only thing I couldn't help them with was Math, I suspected that it was a tradition between Mama and her kids.
"Abby, Hannah, why don't you go ask Mama for some help with math?" I suggested discreetly.
"She doesn't have time to help us with math, you know that. Ever since Papa had to go to Iraq, she had to work extra." Abby replied softly.
"Well, I think she'd be willing to help you now," I told them, my heart skipping a beat.
I looked over to see that Mama was happily helping them with math before I went to do some research. I wandered into the library, and looked were the memorial books were kept. When I looked, I found many "year books" for the air force. My Papa had gone to the air force to get away from his small town. It worked, and he quit as soon as his term was over. He had hated having anyone have that much control over him.
I assumed that he had, had to go back to support our family. He was probably miserable everyday; then he got sent to Iraq. This explained a lot, my Mom was probably dieing inside. She loved him with all of her heart; I'm surprised she hadn't broken down yet.
I went back into the kitchen with a heavy heart. "Mama," I asked, interupting her and Abby. I had managed to hide my true feelings and look normal.
"Yes hunny," she replied with the smile that I was so used to.
"Could you help me study later on today?" I inquired; making it sound like it would be appreciated, but not the end of the world if she said no.
"Sure, I'll call you when I can help," she responded with a smile. When I left she looked weary but happier.
I went into my room, and sat on the edge of my bed, trying not to cry. In order to keep control of myself, I began to rearange my room. By lunch I had managed to make it look a little more hospitable, I had also added a bit of comfortable clutter. Artemis entered soon after I had managed to make the room mine.
I heard a soft knock on the door, and took a deep breath before replying, "Come in."
"You seemed upset, what's wrong?" He asked as he settled himself next to me on the bed.
"Oh, just having a bit of a nervous break down," I replied with a smile. My words shook a little, and I needed to steady my breathing for a bit to keep from crying.
"Are you sure?" he asked, smoothing my hair from my forehead.
I felt another stab in the heart; I really shouldn't have eaten the bacon. "Yes," I replied, even though deep down I knew it was a lie. Even as I answered I was assailed by the memmory of my Dad doing the same thing. 'I miss him so much, I wish he would get back from Iraq.' I thought. 'Wait, my Dad never went to Iraq.' I thought puzzledly, but I soon pushed the thought from my mind.
"Hmm," he commented. Artemis gently made me look at him, lifting my chin so that he could look me in the eye. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," I replied, managing to make myself completely calm.
"All right, but if you ever change your mind." he told me, trailing off as he closed my door.
'Why do I feel so awfull about what I told him?' Even as I thougt that, I felt a pang of guilt, but I honestly didn't know why. ************************************************************************ A/N: I'm not suttle, I know. But do you like it anyway? I hope so, I do.
I eagerly await your review. And you better review for this story is making me depressed!
Eliza Star: We have a foot and a half to two feet of snow! Hahahahahahaha! I built a snow man and part of a fort! YEAH! Count your blessings, all the girls here are beginning for cowboys. You can tell any cowboy friends that I said they can come over! Just make it seem like it was all a coincedence. Actually, I'm going to do that! I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Selena(): I'm glad you like the way I'm writing this, cause the Deep is making me gloomy. And I am changing Thia'' life so it's better again, double I mean.
Jessica: Yes, I will use your ideas, I'm just throwing them in later.
Disclamer: I thought I should put another of these up, just in case you people forgot the obvious.
(Someone comes in and hands me a piece of offical looking paper)
Me: Oh, just in, I DO OWN ARTEMIS FOWL! Mwahahaha! Artemis: WHAT! Me: My dear Artemis, I do believe you just lost your composure. Artemis: This is something to lose your composer about. Me: Yeah, talkin fast aren't you. Artemis: despite how your droll little phrases, and your imbicilic actions amuse me, I am afraid that I must part ways with you. Me: now that's the Artemis we know and love. And you're right, I shouldn't own you, slavery is wrong. OH well, you are free to go. Cat: I bet you never heard of that happening! She doesn't own Artemis and Co. but does own everything else. ************************************************************************
We had gotten home late last night; Artemis had found a computer store. At ten (hey, I die at eight, remmember) I climbed into bed and died. Sleep over coming me like a wave of darkness. Before I had managed to fly away to the land of Nod, I made a promise to myself. I was going to try and fix the damage that my double had caused. But it couldn't end there, I had to fix my double. I didn't know how I would manage it, but I decided to start with my, her family first.
My departure from the land of Nod was a gentle and pleasant one. I floated over the Hushabye Mountain, sailed through Lullabye Bay, and drifted through the borders of sleep into a Saturday morning.
I awoke to the sound of birds chirping and the trees swaying. It was almost like I was home, I began to remmember our forest. It had been soft and carpetted in moss and pine needles. Every step you took would raise a sent that sent your spirit sailing. I would walk bare foot, letting in the forest through all of my senses. The trees would rustle their welcome, the brook gurgle its joy. I could go in there to find peace, looking around at the green and browns. As I became more acustumed to the woods, I could soften my footstep to where the braver squirls and birds wouldn't hide till I was within ten feet.
I felt a pang near my heart, the memories were a little too much. Without realizing it I immediately tried to forget that it was bothering me. 'I had just been upset by a weird reaction to something I ate.'
I hurredly got dressed in some of the colored clothes that I had bought. "Artemis!" I yelled up the stairs merrily, pausing for a response.
"Mmmff," was his elegant retort.
"It's seven and you need to get up," I told him as I climbed the stairs and came to stand by his bed.
"I have every right to sleep in till ten, if I want to," he told me, managing to somehow look impossing with rumppled hair and jammies.
"Please, I'm going to clean and deal with sisters, you gotta help me," I pleaded, my tone pitifull.
"That's your worst posssible puppy dog face yet," Artemis said with a dashing grin. He threw me off, yet again, who was this guy who could be dashing? To tell the truth, I would have started crushing if he hadn't been considered my brother. Then the thought was just gross, ah, lost opportunities.
"Oh come on Artemis, what'll it hurt? You'll just get a little more out of life," I told him, sitting on the edge of his bed, much the way I had when we first met.
He arched and eybrow to show his amusment, though the smirk he was using would have gotten the point across just fine.
"You know, you're the most cat-like person I've every met," I told him as I left his room, allowing him privacy to change.
I quietly padded down to the kitchen to start cleaning. Luckily my family had kept it tidy and I had it cleaned in twenty minutes. Artemis came down soon after that, and wordlessly drank the Earl Grey that I gave him.
"How can you drink that?" I asked him incredulously.
He just gave me an amused smile before returning to his tea.
"Fine, keep your secrets," I threw to him as I started to clean the living room. In two hours I had cleaned the entire house, it was a world record. I decided that it was time to start healing this place.
"Artemis, do you think bacon and eggs would give the day a nice start?" I asked him while I searched for a pan.
He didn't reply, just continued to scribble in a note-book.
I walked over and peered over his shoulder, "Oh! You're doing the squigglies again," I said in childish delight. Artemis replied with his usual amused silence, he wasn't much for conversation.
After I had most of the bacon done, my sisters drifted down. They paused by the stove and gave it a longing glance, but hurriedly looked away when I caught them at it. "I'm almost done, so don't eat all the bacon, but go ahead and grabb some," I told them as I gestured with a fork.
They were honestly shocked; I began to dislike my double even more. They fell on it eagerly; I cook my bacon in the fat, of course it was good. Soon Mama came down and began to munch contentedly; I hid my smile by searching for a pan for eggs.
"Abby, Mama, you want eggs?" I asked, Hannah looked a little put off so I added, "And you too, of course, Hannah."
"Yes!" they all told me at once, there was no room left for doubt. After breakfast was finished, Abby and Hannah graciously did the dishes.
Mama was shocked and relieved to see the house clean, unfortunatley she immediately took out some papers and began to work. This was going to be difficult.
"Abby, Hannah, did you finish all of your home work?" I asked them offhandedly.
"We did all the stuff that we understood," Abby replied, Hannah nodding her agreement.
"Well, maybe I could help?" I inquired, earning a surprised nod from Hannah. They grabbed their books and sat themselves down; I immediately helped them with what I could. The only thing I couldn't help them with was Math, I suspected that it was a tradition between Mama and her kids.
"Abby, Hannah, why don't you go ask Mama for some help with math?" I suggested discreetly.
"She doesn't have time to help us with math, you know that. Ever since Papa had to go to Iraq, she had to work extra." Abby replied softly.
"Well, I think she'd be willing to help you now," I told them, my heart skipping a beat.
I looked over to see that Mama was happily helping them with math before I went to do some research. I wandered into the library, and looked were the memorial books were kept. When I looked, I found many "year books" for the air force. My Papa had gone to the air force to get away from his small town. It worked, and he quit as soon as his term was over. He had hated having anyone have that much control over him.
I assumed that he had, had to go back to support our family. He was probably miserable everyday; then he got sent to Iraq. This explained a lot, my Mom was probably dieing inside. She loved him with all of her heart; I'm surprised she hadn't broken down yet.
I went back into the kitchen with a heavy heart. "Mama," I asked, interupting her and Abby. I had managed to hide my true feelings and look normal.
"Yes hunny," she replied with the smile that I was so used to.
"Could you help me study later on today?" I inquired; making it sound like it would be appreciated, but not the end of the world if she said no.
"Sure, I'll call you when I can help," she responded with a smile. When I left she looked weary but happier.
I went into my room, and sat on the edge of my bed, trying not to cry. In order to keep control of myself, I began to rearange my room. By lunch I had managed to make it look a little more hospitable, I had also added a bit of comfortable clutter. Artemis entered soon after I had managed to make the room mine.
I heard a soft knock on the door, and took a deep breath before replying, "Come in."
"You seemed upset, what's wrong?" He asked as he settled himself next to me on the bed.
"Oh, just having a bit of a nervous break down," I replied with a smile. My words shook a little, and I needed to steady my breathing for a bit to keep from crying.
"Are you sure?" he asked, smoothing my hair from my forehead.
I felt another stab in the heart; I really shouldn't have eaten the bacon. "Yes," I replied, even though deep down I knew it was a lie. Even as I answered I was assailed by the memmory of my Dad doing the same thing. 'I miss him so much, I wish he would get back from Iraq.' I thought. 'Wait, my Dad never went to Iraq.' I thought puzzledly, but I soon pushed the thought from my mind.
"Hmm," he commented. Artemis gently made me look at him, lifting my chin so that he could look me in the eye. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," I replied, managing to make myself completely calm.
"All right, but if you ever change your mind." he told me, trailing off as he closed my door.
'Why do I feel so awfull about what I told him?' Even as I thougt that, I felt a pang of guilt, but I honestly didn't know why. ************************************************************************ A/N: I'm not suttle, I know. But do you like it anyway? I hope so, I do.
I eagerly await your review. And you better review for this story is making me depressed!
Eliza Star: We have a foot and a half to two feet of snow! Hahahahahahaha! I built a snow man and part of a fort! YEAH! Count your blessings, all the girls here are beginning for cowboys. You can tell any cowboy friends that I said they can come over! Just make it seem like it was all a coincedence. Actually, I'm going to do that! I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Selena(): I'm glad you like the way I'm writing this, cause the Deep is making me gloomy. And I am changing Thia'' life so it's better again, double I mean.
Jessica: Yes, I will use your ideas, I'm just throwing them in later.